[ He will probably appreciate that pants are not in fact optional. ]
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It's not long before Vincent arrives. He's holding something tucked under one arm. It's making a few puzzled bleps of noise. But the cloak? Covering most of it is at first. Apparently it's something he feels he can speak to though.
"Still don't know what you're trying to say." It's been a bit of a long short walk from the Infirmary to Angeal's cabin.
There's going to be polite knocking involved here. Locked doors aside, there was a pants situation that might not be resolved.
The pants situation has been resolved, but Angeal's not bothered with anything else when the door is opened. Shoes, socks and shirts are apparently optional, as he hasn't bothered, but at least he has pants on.
Vincent and his beeping captive are studied for a long moment. "I see. This can't wait. Come in."
And then he walks away, heading for a small dresser and beginning to rummage through the top drawer. He already knows Vincent will close the door, so theres' no point in saying so.
The door is indeed closed. This allows Vincent to bend down and place the MSE-6 Droid on the floor to scurry around the room and investigate (that is to say, look for ways in which it can get back to its programmed duties but since there really isn't any... just scooting around making little annoyed 'statements' in clicks, whirrs and beeps.)
"Found it going through the ducts. You haven't seen this during your time in custodial, have you?"
Yup, that's allll he's here for. To check to see if it's a janitor droid. Nothing else. At all.
"Can't say I have, is that where you found it?" That's a potential security risk but also, it's a chore bot of some form, he KNOWS it's a chore bot of some form, and he knows his duty.
It's just taking a bit of digging, his supply is dwindling. Eventually he comes up with another pair of googly eyes in amongst the other miscellaneous items he'd been picking up for a while now. Usually having a kitchen junk drawer is reserved for those who have a kitchen. "It's not one of the cruise ship's chorebots, the design is too primitive."
"No. It was traveling along the duct line near the infirmary. So I grabbed it when it came through on the return trip."
Vincent territory. He didn't take kindly to unknowns. Probably just stuck his whole left arm in there and snagged it. Poor droid.
The droid seems to agree with this amorphous assessment of its fate, for it goes off in a string of what may be (is) a type of language.
"Mm. I've got two of them. Just wanted to verify that the new supervisor didn't set up something that she forgot to notify others about. Or that I missed it up til now."
Well, possible. There's been a lot going on these last few months.
It doesn't surprise him at all that a Turk is going to be territorial over things like that. Who knows what a machine might be programmed to do? Even just spying could be problematic on a ship like this.
The beeps .. don't sound like a recognizable language to him but it certainly seems feisty enough. "I don't think the new supervisor intends to do a lot. She seems the sort to stay hands off and hope for the best."
By Angeal's tone that could be a positive or a negative, he's carefully neutral. "Not sure she's got little bots like this on her world, she talks like most jobs are done by hand, you know?"
"That could be a concern. But I'll put out a call after we're done here."
And then he'll get to speak with Fred and Thrawn. ...At the very least there will be some assurance that the MSE-6 droid is not an immediate threat. Just an unreported addition to the maintenance procedures.
People really need to stop trying to give Vincent a heart attack. Really.
"...The front seems safe enough."
You know. Apropos of nothing other than the flat, slightly slanted surface of the droid's front seems free of sensors and may be a safe bet for important matters at hand. But there are a few other options.
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[ He will probably appreciate that pants are not in fact optional. ]
It's not long before Vincent arrives. He's holding something tucked under one arm. It's making a few puzzled bleps of noise. But the cloak? Covering most of it is at first. Apparently it's something he feels he can speak to though.
"Still don't know what you're trying to say." It's been a bit of a long short walk from the Infirmary to Angeal's cabin.
There's going to be polite knocking involved here. Locked doors aside, there was a pants situation that might not be resolved.
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Vincent and his beeping captive are studied for a long moment. "I see. This can't wait. Come in."
And then he walks away, heading for a small dresser and beginning to rummage through the top drawer. He already knows Vincent will close the door, so theres' no point in saying so.
Well it isn't a grocery store
"Found it going through the ducts. You haven't seen this during your time in custodial, have you?"
Yup, that's allll he's here for. To check to see if it's a janitor droid. Nothing else. At all.
Or a fancy restaraunt.
It's just taking a bit of digging, his supply is dwindling. Eventually he comes up with another pair of googly eyes in amongst the other miscellaneous items he'd been picking up for a while now. Usually having a kitchen junk drawer is reserved for those who have a kitchen. "It's not one of the cruise ship's chorebots, the design is too primitive."
no subject
Vincent territory. He didn't take kindly to unknowns. Probably just stuck his whole left arm in there and snagged it. Poor droid.
The droid seems to agree with this amorphous assessment of its fate, for it goes off in a string of what may be (is) a type of language.
"Mm. I've got two of them. Just wanted to verify that the new supervisor didn't set up something that she forgot to notify others about. Or that I missed it up til now."
Well, possible. There's been a lot going on these last few months.
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The beeps .. don't sound like a recognizable language to him but it certainly seems feisty enough. "I don't think the new supervisor intends to do a lot. She seems the sort to stay hands off and hope for the best."
By Angeal's tone that could be a positive or a negative, he's carefully neutral. "Not sure she's got little bots like this on her world, she talks like most jobs are done by hand, you know?"
no subject
And then he'll get to speak with Fred and Thrawn. ...At the very least there will be some assurance that the MSE-6 droid is not an immediate threat. Just an unreported addition to the maintenance procedures.
People really need to stop trying to give Vincent a heart attack. Really.
"...The front seems safe enough."
You know. Apropos of nothing other than the flat, slightly slanted surface of the droid's front seems free of sensors and may be a safe bet for important matters at hand. But there are a few other options.